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Posted At: (8/21/03 8:41 pm)
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When Passion Ignites

Rated: R
Author: Deanna
Email: asjfan@cox.net

Important Note: This story goes with what happened on Passions in October 2000 between Shuis. I wanted to write a fic that sort of paralleled the show for a change. It does change some of the things that occurred between Shuis, but you’ll see why after you read it.

Part One: Luis

Luis Lopez-Fitzgerald stood just outside the door to Sheridan’s bedroom and wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to open that door and walk inside. Would she smile and greet him with open arms? Or would she once again turn her back on the chemistry they had between them? He figured it would be the latter. The former was just too good to hope for.

He placed his right palm flat against the door and thought he felt her through the thick wood, but a second later, he realized how crazy that sounded and dropped his hand. He knew he and Sheridan had a strong connection between them, but it wasn’t that strong.

Rubbing a hand over the back of his neck, he turned and made his way back into the living room. After turning off the one lamp that glowed in the corner of the room, he walked toward the couch and began removing his shirt and jeans. Clad only in a pair of black boxers, he lowered himself onto the couch and covered himself with a pale blue blanket, closing his eyes as his head hit the soft cotton filled pillow behind him. Immediately images of a beautiful blond filled his mind, a fact that didn’t surprise him in the least. Fantasies of Sheridan Crane had become a part of his nightly ritual ever since they’d danced the Tango at his mother’s birthday party last year.

Of course, he’d never admit to that fact. He couldn’t admit to that fact because admitting he was more than a little attracted to Sheridan would only cause him more heartache. He’d already learned that particular lesson - the hard way. He’d thought that by arguing with her his attraction to her would lesson. He knew arguing with her was a heck of a lot smarter than what he really wanted to do with her. But the arguments hadn’t done a damn bit of good. They had only increased the tension between them and made him want her even more, because they had allowed him to see the fire in her eyes, a fire that intrigued the hell out of him.

He groaned into the darkness as one of his more intense fantasies filled his mind and wondered if it was possible to die from sexual frustration. If it was then he was definitely in big trouble. He was already rock hard and he knew that if he didn’t get his mind on something else, anything else, he was going to march over to Sheridan’s bedroom door and do what he’d been dying to do for months.

Another erotic image flashed in his mind, this one caused him to break out in a thin layer of perspiration. If Sheridan knew the things that went through his mind at night, she’d probably have him carted off to jail. An image of a naked Sheridan with a pair of his handcuffs dangling from her wrists and a sexy come hither smile on her lips flashed in his mind, and caused the blood to rush through his veins with the power of a freight train. It was followed by an image of her handcuffed to her headboard wearing nothing but a sheer white negligee and the sexiest, most seductive smile he had ever seen. As he leaned toward her, she licked her lips in anticipation and he became mesmerized by the way her tongue slid sensuously across her lips, moisturizing them… preparing them for his kiss. He leaned a fraction of an inch closer and as his lips finally met hers, a thousand sensations filled his mind and body, the most important being red-hot, burn you alive desire. Her tongue traced his bottom lip and he didn’t hesitate to open his mouth and tease it with his own. He felt her shudder as their tongues glided together and inwardly smiled with the knowledge that he could affect her just as much as she affected him.

The creak of a door brought him out of his erotic fantasy and he froze in realization that the current object of his very intense fantasies was still up and apparently walking about. Was she wearing that sexy as hell white satin nightgown? Or was she –

“Luis?” She asked in a voice filled with uncertainty and something else, something he wasn’t quite sure what to call. “Luis, are you still awake?”

He cleared his throat and prayed his voice didn’t give away his thoughts. “Yeah, I was just… I was just – Did you need something?”

He heard her suck in a deep breath and the sound caused him to raise himself up and turn to look at her. The light from her bedroom cast a glow into the hallway, allowing him to see a very enticing view of Sheridan dressed only in a short, mid-thigh, light blue satin gown held up by two thin spaghetti straps. He swallowed hard as his eyes found the two tantalizing peaks poking out from beneath the thin layer of material. It took him a moment to bring his eyes to her face, but once he did and he saw the desire in them, the same desire he knew was in his own eyes, he couldn’t stop himself from rising from the couch and walking toward her. His stride was purposeful and his eyes signaled his intent. He gave her plenty of time to stop him, plenty of time to turn and walk back inside her bedroom… she did neither. Instead, she took two steps forward, straight into his open arms.

Their lips met in a fiery kiss, one that shot what little self-control he had left. He placed a hand on her lower back then pulled her closer loving the feel of her soft breasts pressed against his chest. She moved her hips suggestively and he couldn’t stop the low guttural groan that tore from his throat as she rubbed herself against his throbbing erection. No other woman got to him the way Sheridan did and he knew no one ever would. They had a connection… a bond between them that was as strong as anything he’d ever experienced and he knew without a doubt that making love would only make that bond stronger.

Luis knew in his head that making love was not going to solve the problems between them, but his heart said something else. His heart told him Sheridan would not make love with him if she didn’t totally trust him with all of her heart, but he had to make sure she knew what she was doing. “Sheridan?” He asked in between kisses. “Are you sure?”

She pulled back and he thought for sure she was going to change her mind, but once again she managed to surprise him. “I’m sure. I want you. I can’t fight it anymore. I don’t even want to try. Make love to me, Luis. Show me that reality is much better than my dreams.”

He swallowed hard then leaned down and captured her lips in a heated kiss. He knew that he could be making a very big mistake by letting his desire cloud his judgement, but for the first time in his life he didn’t care. He wanted Sheridan and he didn’t give a damn about the consequences. Tonight he was going to show her just how much she meant to him and maybe just maybe she would finally understand that the feelings he had for her ran deep, very deep. He knew he could tell her how he felt about her, but he’d never been too good with words. He was much better at showing how he felt and tonight he planned to show Ms. Crane all the feelings he didn’t know how to put into words.

* * * * *

Luis bolted upright off the couch, beads of perspiration clinging to his body. The dreams were starting to get more intense… more erotic. His groin tightened as an image of Sheridan deep in the throes of passion flashed in his mind and he immediately shook his head to clear it. He needed to get his mind off of her, but damned if he knew how to do it. She was constantly on his mind and nothing he’d tried had been able to get her off. He was beginning to think she’d cast some sort of spell over him.

Sam was right, he thought throwing back the covers and lowering his feet to the floor, the close proximity was starting to get to him. He glanced toward Sheridan’s bedroom door then recalled how in his dream he’d placed his palm against the wood and thought he’d felt her. He wondered if he truly could, but decided against finding out. If he walked toward her door, he would open it. He wasn’t sure he had that much self-control left not to.

He groaned as another image of Sheridan flashed in his mind. This time it was of her lying in bed with one perfectly tanned leg sticking out from beneath the covers, beckoning him to run his hands over it.

“Damn.” He muttered rising to his feet and moving the coffee table away from the front of the couch. He needed to burn of some excess energy and fast. Maybe a few hundred stomach crunches would help. It certainly couldn’t hurt anything. Shaking his head and lowering himself to the floor, he began what was quickly becoming a nightly ritual.

Part Two: Sheridan

Something woke her and as she heard the soft fall of footsteps as they approached her bed, she knew exactly what or rather who had woken her. Luis. He must be doing his nightly check of the room. Taking a quick peek at the clock on her bedside table, she saw that he was later than usual. Normally, he would have done his check of her room hours ago. In fact, now that she thought about it, she was almost sure he had done it hours ago.

She turned over so that she could look at him and sucked in a deep breath when she found him standing next to her bed looking at her with an intensity that had the blood pumping through her veins. “Luis?” She asked her voice breathless to her own ears.

“Shh.” He said placing his hands on both sides of her head and raising his left knee onto the bed. She felt the mattress dip from his weight but she didn’t have time to dwell on that fact because Luis suddenly covered her mouth in a soul-searing kiss.

His lips parted her own in a gentle massage that had her limps trembling with need. He teased her with his tongue, first thrusting it inside to mate with hers then withdrawing again after she began to respond. Finally tired of his delicious torture she thrust her tongue inside his mouth and began to tease him as he’d teased her. He moaned against her lips then finally let his body fall against hers.

She felt his arousal pulsating against her thigh and couldn’t stop herself from arching into him. Her hands roamed over his muscular back as his ran down the length of her body. The satin material of her gown bunched under his masterful hands and she wished the material were gone so that nothing separated his hands from her body. She wanted him to touch her – everywhere. And she wanted to touch him everywhere too. Her pulse picked up at the prospect of running her hands over his –

* * * * *

Sheridan bolted upright in the bed, blood pounding through her veins. Her dreams were getting worse, she thought throwing back the covers knowing full well she would not be going back to sleep any time soon. She never did when she dreamed of Luis. Her thoughts were always too jumbled to allow for sleep.

Sighing, she lowered her feet to the floor then slowly stood and walked toward her bedroom door, figuring a glass of water might cool her overheated body. The moment she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway though, she froze. Luis was lying on the floor doing set ups and the sweat was gleaming off his muscular body. She swallowed hard then watched as he slowly raised himself up on his elbows and turned around to face her.

She watched as his dark eyes roamed over her body. He scanned her from head to toe and as his eyes lingered on her breasts, her nipples tightened with need. She knew he noticed. How could he not? It wasn’t like her thin satin gown could hide it from him. Why hadn’t she thought to put on her robe?

“I just came to get a glass of water.” She said averting her eyes and walking toward the pitcher of water sitting on her credenza. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your workout.”

“That’s okay.” He said from behind her. “I was about to quit anyway.”

She nodded then began to pour her a glass of water. “Do you want some water?”

“Yeah, that sounds good.” She heard him get to his feet then nearly jumped out of her skin when he walked up behind her and grabbed a glass from beside her. His forearm brushed hers, causing tiny electric shocks to run through her body. Glancing up into his dark eyes, she wasn’t at all surprised to find them filled with desire. He felt the same as she did. Now the only question on her mind was what they were going to do about it.

Part Three: Desire Burns Bright

Luis stared into Sheridan’s eyes for what seemed like eternity then without really knowing how it happened, he found himself leaning toward her until their lips met in a passionate kiss. His dream tonight hadn’t done her kiss justice, he thought feeling himself fall deeper and deeper into the pool of desire. It hadn’t even come close to doing it justice.

After a few passionate seconds, he broke the kiss and pulled back away from her, but just long enough to sit both the glass in his hand and the glass in Sheridan’s back on the table then he once again covered her mouth with his. He pulled her closer then snaked his hands around her waist, allowing them to skim over her the satin material along her hips and lower back then moving them upward until he touched the smooth skin of her bare back. She moaned into his mouth at the contact and he lost all sense of right and wrong. He could think of nothing but the aching need to be with her.

He ran his hands up her back, his fingers closing over her shoulders, then raised his head and placed a kiss along her collarbone. Sheridan threw her head back then moaned as he continued to kiss his way from one shoulder to the other. When he reached the hollow space where her neck met her shoulder, he parted his lips then took a tiny nip of her skin. She immediately arched her body into his and he knew there was no way she could miss the throbbing erection pulsating against her lower abdomen.

As if she read his thoughts, she rubbed herself against him and a low guttural grown tore from his throat. He wanted her with a desire that consumed all logic and reason, yet he wasn’t he wasn’t turning back. He was too far gone for that. This moment had been coming for so long and now that it was finally here, he didn’t have the strength to pull away from it even if he wanted to, which of course he didn’t. He finally had Sheridan right where he wanted her - in his arms - and there was no way in hell he was going to ruin the moment by letting his sometimes too much of a good guy image change his mind.

“Sheridan.” He whispered as he moved his lips up her neck to gently suck on the bottom of her earlobe. “I want you.”

“Mmm,” She murmured her hands knotting in his hair. “I know. I want you too. Right now.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. In one fluid motion, he swung her up into his arms and carried her into her bedroom. He sat her down on the floor allowing her body to run down the length of his. They gave a simultaneous moan of pleasure then broke out into wide smiles. Just knowing that she wanted him as much as he wanted her was enough to shoot his flames of desire even higher. “Do you know what you do to me?”

“I have a pretty good idea.” She said in a husky voice as rubbed herself against his erection and gave him a seductive smile. “But what I want to know is what you’re going to do about it?”

He raised a brow at her challenge then grinned. “You wanna know, huh? Right now?”

“Right now.” She stated firmly.

“It would be my pleasure.” He whispered brushing a kiss across her lips. “In fact, it’s going to be your pleasure too.”

“Oh that’s some ego you have there, Luis. Does that come bottled? I’m sure we could make a fortune if –“

He stole the rest of her words with a kiss. He loved that sassy mouth of hers but the time for talking was over. It was time to show instead of tell and he had a lot he wanted to show her, the least of which was how much he loved her.

He kissed his way along the edge of her mouth then raised a hand to cup her chin and proceeded to kiss his way along her jawbone. She raised her hands to his head and held him to her as he kissed his way down her neck, over her collarbone toward the top portion of her breasts. They strained against the material and unable to wait until she was naked, he took one satin covered nipple into his mouth. She let out a deep cry of pleasure as he mouth clamped onto her breast and he couldn’t help but be awed that he gave her that pleasure.

He ran a hand down the length of her body then stopped when he reached the bottom edge of her gown. He slipped his fingers underneath the soft material then trailed them up her thighs taking the gown with them. He felt the gown bunch between their waists and he moved the lower half of his body away from hers and raised his head from her breast then in one lightening fast movement, he had the gown over her head and was throwing it somewhere on the floor behind him.

The moonlight shining in through the window bathed her body in a heavenly glow and he couldn’t stop himself from raising a hand and taking one full breast into his palm. His fingers flexed over her smooth as silk skin then unable to hold himself back he lowered his head and took one hardened peek into his mouth. As he laved her with his tongue, she arched her back and brought her breast further into his mouth. He nipped at her nipple then moaned when he felt her body start to quake.

She was close, he thought lowering a hand to the lace panties at her hips. He found her wet and ready and he grew even harder, if that were possible. Then again with Sheridan Crane all things were possible. She continually surprised him and that’s what he loved about her. And he did love her. Just as he knew she loved him.
He raised his head from her breast then glanced at Sheridan’s face. Her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed, but the moment he removed his hand from between her legs, she lowered her head and pinned him with passion-glazed blue eyes. He gave her a light kiss on the lips, but when she tried to deepen it he pulled back.

She gave him a confused look, but then broke out into a wide smile as he placed his hands at the top edge of her panties and slowly started to tug them down over her slender hips. He followed them down her legs, but his eyes remained glued to her face. She braced herself on his shoulders then raised one suntanned leg and used the other to kick her panties away. He stood and took a step back finally letting his gaze rake over her naked flesh. She was bathed by the moonlight and he didn’t think he’d ever seen her look more beautiful than she did right now. “You take my breath away, Sheridan Crane.”

She smiled a slow lazy smile then took a step toward him, her intent clearly shown in her eyes. She placed one slender hand against his chest and placed the other at the base of his neck, then pulled him into a passionate kiss. Her tongue traced his bottom lip and as she thrust it inside his parted lips, he knew he was about to lose control.

He turned them so that her back was to the bed then he picked her up into his arms and gently laid her on the pale yellow sheets covering her bed. He removed her hands from his neck then stepped away from the bed just long enough so that he could remove his shorts. He watched her gaze boldly rake over his heated sex and he had to steel himself to let her. He was strung so tight that it was an amazing feat to do that though.

When she finally raised her eyes back to his and smiled, he knew she was as ready as he was. He knew even more when she reached into the nightstand beside her and pulled out a condom. He hadn’t even thought about that and he should have. How could he have forgotten the protection?

“Luis?” She asked bringing him out of his admonishment. “Aren’t you going to come over here and join me? This bed is getting awfully lonely.”

He smiled down at her then took the condom out of his hands and rolled it on over his shaft. Once he had protected them, he walked toward the bed and placed his hands on both sides of her head. A second later, he covered her body with his and both of them let out a pleasure filled cry as hard met soft, man met woman.

Luis raised a hand to knead her breast but then realized they were both too far gone to play anymore. He felt her arch herself into him and he knew she felt the same way. She raised her legs toward his hips and took the tip of his shaft inside her body. Unable to control himself, he thrust inside her then gave a deep moan of satisfaction as her body took him in. He’d heard of moments like this but he’d never experienced it before. He felt as if he was home and one look into her love filled gaze and he knew he was. His home was with her.

She rocked her hips up into his and all thoughts fled his mind as he began to move within her. Her legs wrapped around his hips and took him further into her body. He felt her body start to shake and knew she was as close to the edge as he was. He lowered his mouth to her breast and as he took her nipple between his teeth, she cried out as her climax finally took her. He raised his head to watch her and as he watched her face fill with pleasure, his own climax took him.

When he could move again, he rolled over so that she was now resting on his chest. She looked down at him and gave him a satisfied smile. He raised a hand to her face and cupped her cheek with his palm. “I love you, Sheridan.”

Her eyes took on a bright sheen and her mouth broke out into a joyous smile. “I love you too, Luis.”

He let out the breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding then covered her mouth with a kiss that told her just how much hearing those words meant to him. He knew they still had problems to work out, but he also knew that if they stuck together they could get through them. They loved each other and as long as they held onto that love anything was possible. Anything at all.

THE END

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